Little Boy Black And Blue |
| by Michael Anderson |
Oh Little Boy Black and Blue,
Who was it that did this to you?
Who raised a hand at innocence?
Did they proclaim their eminence-
At a child's expense?
Is this your beloved mother's psalm,
This stormy song beneath your calm?
The one who nourished you from birth.
Were you more trouble then you were worth?
Oh was it her who did this to you,
Little Boy Black and Blue?
Was it your father, that loving soul?
Did the alcohol cause him to lose control?
Was his patience tried and taunted-
By the boy he never wanted?
Oh was it him that did this to you,
Little Boy Black and Blue?
Oh Little Boy Black and Blue,
The autopsy confirms it was true.
You were sodomized and strangled.
You were beaten, broken, mangled.
You must've screamed in agony,
As bloodstained hands brought you more misery.
Oh was it someone you never even knew,
Little Boy Black and Blue?
|
|
Six FREE things you can do with this poem! |
| Friend |
Want to share this poem with a friend? You can email it directly to your friend, with a personal message from you. |
| Vote |
If this poem touched you, please take a moment to Vote for the poem and perhaps leave a comment telling us why. |
| eCard |
Artistically inclined? You can use this poem in a graphical greeting card, designed by you, and then send it to a special friend. |
| Print |
Need a hardcopy? You can send a copy of this poem directly to your printer, without all of the color and graphics. |
| Author |
Want to send the author of this poem a private email? If they have maintained a current address with us, we'll send your message for you. |
| More |
If you especially appreciated this author, we'll be happy to show you where you can find more of their poems |
(c) 1999 Michael Anderson Please respect the rights of the author and Passions in Poetry. If you would like to use this poem on your own web page, please contact the Author. Thank you.
|
|
|